An Italian's Virgin Escort Series novel Chapter 5

Sienna Point of View

Why is this not going?

This is the fourth time I'm scrubbing Mr. Giant-Bianchi's toilet and still the dirt is not going. It's like it is stuck there with super gum.

Huh! So much for being a Nature-Gandhian.

I didn't think that being a personal assistant to CEO can be this unbearable.

When I heard the news of being a PA to Mr. Giant, I was scared. I was a bit happy for my sudden promotion but I was freaking scared.

At first I was so confused, as to why he wants me as his PA but then again I thought he must be impressed by little speech in meeting and was impressed by it.

So, not to disappoint him on the first day itself, I went to the main office building, to start my work. I was so giddily happy to do my work and went and knocked on his cabin door this morning.

When I went inside the room, I expected some professional high-level company paperwork but I got surprise of my life when he asked me to clean his office.

He freaking asked me to clean his cabin!

He gave me a look of you-better-follow-what-I-say, and I gulped in fear when he gave me cold, emotionless expression.

I wanted to protest but I couldn't, seeing his glaring eyes. His looks towards me from morning are mixture of amusement, evil, slyness and something akin to soft.

When I finally gathered a bit of courage and asked him why I am doing all the cleaning when I'm his PA, the answer he gave me raged me to no end.

"You are not just my PA Ms. Lilliput. You are also an 'Anti-Bacterial and Bioindicator of Bianchi companies'."

Did he just call me Lilliput?!

Am I that short?

Oh wait!

The sophisticated name he gave for my cleaning services is this?

Anti-Bacterial and Bioindicator?!

If I tell the title of my job to people, they would definitely misinterpret it as a high-level and a healthy position. But all I was doing under that name was cleaning Mr. Giant's bathroom.

How I wished that after a lot of struggle in my life that I would get a worthy job and see what I got.

When he so gracefully told my position name, he was smirking at me and by the ways his eyes and roaming around the room and on me, I knew that he is planning something else for me.

Oh Jesus! What have I gotten myself into!

I was continuously cursing my fate to be a fun-play to Mr. Giant devil, when he came into his personal bathroom and started inspecting everything.

I stood up with a toilet brush in my hand, my hair disheveled, dress wet with many folds and face with River Sweat.